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Reunion

Reunion

Like snowflakes falling
Silently in the night
I am unaware of the beauty
About to unfold in my sight

You stand in front of me
After a lifetime of years
Memories roaring back
Bringing with them tears

Separated as teenagers
Daddy with a shotgun
A baby on the way
Our parents come undone

You travel east
And I am sent west
Never meant to be
We were told it was for the best

You served our country
Our baby was adopted
Turning away from my family
It was never what I wanted

I left them all in the past
My spirit had been broken
Living a better life alone
Another word was never spoken

Here you are now
A ghost from before
A buried secret
We could never ignore

Your smile the same
It’s as if no time had passed
The lonely years forgotten
We are together at last

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

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Dragon

The monster reared
his head once more
His flaming mouth
scorching my words
before they became sound

I lay singed and tortured
while he continued with
his flaring assault
Blinding anger has taken
over his body
I am melting on the ground

Silenced by his cruelty
helpless and unable
to stand up to him
I save my words in my mind
they will not be forgotten
One day I will be able to expound

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge Week #49 Monster

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Deviate

Trucking along the road

Disregarding life’s load

Taking advantage of the free ride

Letting someone else be the guide

Never to deviate from the course

Using another as the centrifugal force

Having lost all sense of being

You are now merely sightseeing

A shadow of your former self

Resembling an object on a mantle shelf 

Used and abused with no voice

You have forgotten that you have a choice

Pave your own way out of that hell

All stigma attached you must dispel

You have the strength to be reborn

Heal the parts of you that are worn

Find yourself once more

Start walking to that door

On the other side is hope

A new life is not beyond your scope

Christine Bolton

Word of the Day Challenge: Deviate

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Frazzled

Frazzled

I’m frazzled of late
It seems to be my fate
I work so hard to be
Completely in charge of me
Only allowing a wrinkle or two
To distort the view
Of a drama-free life
Without a hint of strife
This is what I hope to achieve
As long as I can believe
That when things go a little haywire
I can extricate myself from the murky mire

I’m frazzled of late
Did I lock the back gate?
Did I give the dog his dinner?
So much to consider
I forgot to look
And that’s all it took
I’ll have to return home
I should have put an alert on my phone
Now I’ve forgotten my keys
It like a disease
Why did I change my purse?
It is as good as a curse

I’m frazzled of late
Everything will have to wait
Nothing is going right today
From the schedule I mustn’t stray
I just need to prioritize my list
So nothing will get missed
The pressure is getting too much to bear
I feel like I’m getting nowhere
Please make the world stop for a minute
So I can adjust and be in it to win it
I’m running in circles with shoes untied
Tripping up and landing broadside

I’m frazzled of late
And feeling the weight
Keeping the balls in the air
With time to spare
Is a thing of the past
Why couldn’t it last?
Never, ever be late
For that important date
What happened to me?
That I could not see
Has the World gone crazy?
Or have I just been lazy

I’m frazzled of late

Christine Bolton

In response to the Daily Word Prompt: Frazzle

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Complication

Complication

You never told me
How could this happen?
I feel kicked in the stomach
The hurt is more than you can imagine

I am betrayed by you
You have been living a lie
What was supposed to be
Will never come, so its goodbye

We spoke of love
Our future was mapped
I had started to believe
But you say you felt trapped

What is wrong with you?
That you could not explain
Your words lacking commitment
Have caused so much pain

Yes it is a Complication
What a word you have chosen
So carelessly delivered
I am left a woman broken

Go on your way I say
We have nothing left in common
Take with you your lies
You will be easily forgotten

Christine Bolton

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